waht the fuck.!?
Hungry.
Cranky.
Sleepy!
Mom’s not cooking.
Sister not cleaning the kitchen.
Hurry Up!
i need food and sleep.
why am i here. send me back home.!
to my women friends who cook for me.
i don’t care that you’re liking my shiet.
cos i can’t see you from the outside looking in.
i’m just happy to be alive.
the last 24hours were a bit much.
A suicidal mother.
Scared to die.
When she closed her eyes.
She saw her daughter.
Taking her pills.
one-by-one.
She had lost her mind some time ago.
But there was nothing to show for it.
Just the squeal,
Of a broken heart, beaten.